As some of you know, I live and work in Houston, Texas. This past week we have endured Hurricane Ike and the aftermath. This morning I woke up in my own bed for the first time in several days – we had electricity to our home restored finally and were able to come home after staying with relatives for a number of days. We are among the lucky ones – so many people still do not have power and many do not have homes to return to after the damage caused by the wind and the water.
Yesterday as we were cleaning up at our house and moving clothes, food, and ourselves back in, I was reflecting on the entire experience and what struck me was the variety of sounds that I have heard throughout the entire experience. I have no other way to explain this other than to just write it out in a train-of-thought manner, so I hope you won’t mind if I let my thoughts just pour out on the page/screen…
Before the storm
Saws, hammers, nail guns, and drills… the sound of our neighborhood boarding up…
During the storm
There was little rain at first… silence as the city sheltered in place in advance of the storm….
As the wind began to pick up I could hear the leaves rustling around the house… it was very, very light at first and the light breeze seemed to last forever as we waited…
As dark fell, the wind picked up and I began hearing the first stronger gusts – a light roar that only lasted a few seconds at a time…
The evening wore on and the wind grew in strength… the gusts were more frequent now with a steady light roar of the sustained winds blowing through the trees…
A very steady roar now as the wind raged outside… I started to hear things hitting the windows and walls of our room… the gusts sounded explosive as the wind howled… the rain was pelting the windows sharply now…
Transformers blowing – the sky constantly lighting up with the green flashes of the transformers as they blew out… the ones closest to us made a horrific sound – a low boom/hum that was as frightening as the sound of the wind…
As the eye wall came over us the wind became a solid and steady howl that drowned out the sound of blown transformers…
End of the storm
Silence in the light of dawn as the wind died down…
The sound of water rushing in a small river down the street… it looked as if we had moved the house to the bank of a canal…
Silence as the city waited for the storm to pass…
The crackle of the radio as we listened to the news reporters describe the extent of the damage…
After the storm
Chainsaws buzzing for days as neighbors and work crews scrambled to clear trees and branches from streets and yards…
The whirring hum of generators everywhere… all over the city…
SIrens, oh so many sirens… fire, police, ambulance… racing to one emergency after another… the sound of sirens and chainsaws has lasted for more than a few days…
Cheering… the sound of clapping and cheering around neighborhoods as soon as the electricity is restored.
Other Thoughts
Our schools are out until at least next Monday – possibly later… it’s hard to start schools back up with no electricity, shortages of gas (for buses), and with so many families still lacking basic needs.
It is quite unnerving to drive around in a major city where nearly all of the traffic signals are out because of lack of electricity.
I am so grateful to our mayor for fixing the water situation so quickly. It was bad enough to not have electricity, but to not have running water in the city of Houston was a (thankfully) short-lived nightmare.
I am so thankful to all of the people involved in getting so many of the grocery stores up and running so quickly. You are all heroes in my opinion.
The other heroes – ALL of the electrical workers and crews who have come from all over the country to restore power to the entire area. I know you are all working hard and that this is not a quick & easy process. Thank you for everything that you are doing.
It breaks my heart to think of all of the people who have lost everything in this storm – and so many of them didn’t have much to lose to begin with.
I’m frightened by the thought that all of the damage that I see was caused by a category 2 hurricane. What would a cat 3 or 4 or 5 do to us?
I’m grateful that Mother Nature only sent us a cat 2 storm and that she then sent us a VERY nice cold front to keep things cool as we worked on restoring our lives without electricity. It could have been so much worse than it was.
I’m tired, beyond stressed out, and ready for life to get back to normal. Not sure when “normal” will come back, but I’ll try to be patient.
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